A Distinct Sniff, Sneeze, Bark, Or Other Noise In The Kitchen Lets "Auntie Nicole" Know That...

A certain fur niece of hers is coming down to "go potty" for the night. Meanwhile, she just turned around, saw Camille come into the family room, gave her a scritch as she came over to her, and turned around to see that she had gone away from her and up onto the couch.

Camille and Reilly surely provide levity, comfort, consistency, or whatever it is that they provide in these dark, uncertain, and troubling times—and "Momma" is giving Reilly scritches with her left hand as she types with her right pointer finger.

"hay hogan what about martin omaly's taxes on us in his last 8 years what did u do forget."

With all due respect:

You have no clue if you think that Governor Hogan can just automatically undo eight years of the Maryland voters' damage—since we as voters (even those of us whom voted for Ehrlich) need to take responsibility for the eight years prior to 2015. Besides, having a General Assembly whom generally pits itself against any Republican administration won't help get the O'Malley Administration tax initiatives repealed.

In Howard County (where, by the way, he had to quickly appoint a new sheriff after the Fitzgerald scandal), a microcosm of that can be seen: automatically undoing the Ulman Administration's and the County Council's Ulman Administration damaging initiatives won't happen overnight, especially since the County Council has four Democrats and one lone Republican—and by the way, in a county in which Jewish voters are expected to be Democrats (this, for example, despite that Ulman ran with one of the initiators of the abysmal Annapolis Conference ⃰, that Councilman Fox got elected at all is amazing—and of course, 80% of the County Council is generally pitted against a Republican Administration.

Also, Governor Hogan fought Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma—get a clue if you think that he had time and/or energy to even begin to try to repeal the O'Malley Administration tax initiatives (and Governor Hogan is not an authoritarian whom'd just override the assembly—if you want an authoritarian whom'd override a legislative body of any kind, look to the Donald Trump for whom Governor Hogan refused to vote). Besides, not even a full two years since Governor Hogan's case of Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma went into remission have passed.

In conclusion, the only way that you'll reverse eight years of damage by a Maryland-elected O'Malley Administration is to do what Governor Hogan is doing:

• Respect the will of Maryland's voting population—whose demographics he also needs to consider
• Call for the General Assembly to participate in bipartisan and interbranch cooperation
• Realize that the Hogan Adminstration battle is parallel to the much-smaller-scale Kittleman Administration battle—in which the Hogan Administration sometimes has to involve itself

 and

• Consider that nobody can just bounce back from even in-remission cancer, let alone Stage-Three Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma—especially when the General Assembly seems to want to deliberately drain any Republican governor of any energy and resources, let alone relatively-recently-in-remission Governor Hogan of day-to-day energy and other resources that he needs to have to affect any reversal of the damage that the O'Malley Administration caused.

⃰ O'Malley and Brown could've easily said, "Not in this city" and "Take it to another city"—by allowing an Annapolis Conference in which the Anti-Semitic "Palestinian" Authority participated, O'Malley and Brown were just as responsible for the Annapolis Conference as anyone else whom was involved with it.

"Golden Showers" & More Of Another Case Of Why Not All That Glitters Is Gold

1. I don't ever again want to hear anybody lambasting Bill Clinton—whom, along with Hillary Clinton, Donald Trump supported for years—if he or she will defend Donald Trump. Besides, bad enough is that Donald Trump has a jet worth $100 Million that actually has a sink that someone plated with 24k gold—so, conceivably, he could've had golden(-plated) showers—as the case turns out, and as I found out with Urban Dictionary, Donald Trump's "golden showers" aren't showering apparatuses that are made of gold. Again, Bill Clinton's a rich pervert and Donald Trump's not?
2. Donald Trump is continuing to try to ban press members whom disagree with him.
3. More and more evidence is coming out that Russia colluded with Trump (not the other way around, if you notice—unless the "golden showers" scandal does Donald Trump in, Ribbentrop is continuing to play Molotov).

What else can be said?

Jealous Reilly Can Hold A Grudge, As Evidenced Today

Just a few minutes ago:

When the person whom helps "Momma" to get out and walk every day came over today (per "Mom-Mom"'s insistence, though having an aide in general is embarrassing for 26-going-on-27 "Momma") and gave Reilly scritches, Reilly liked the scritches—and then came the aide's wanting to give Camille scritches. Reilly held a grudge of jealousy against her up until just now, and she even licked Camille's teeth in a show of dominance after she walked away from barking jealously at her. Currently, she is enjoying a belly rub while Camille looks on and doesn't even try to get scritches or belly rubs—Camille will not try to mess with Reilly, and she's looking at the aide to let her know that—per the expression on her face, "I'm not messing with Reilly."

To be fair, she's also sleepy—and so is Reilly, who's being lulled off to a nap with belly rubs. Meanwhile, Reilly probably needs the nap, anyway. Incidentally, "Momma" needs to get to writing that book on Reilly!

Somewhat Offbeat: "Auntie Nicole" Can't Chase Camille!

"Auntie Nicole" has enough on her plate—she far from needed the suggestion that Camille wanted her to chase her when she ran away from her while she was trying to give her scritches! Doesn't "Mimi" get that "Auntie Nicole" can't play "The Gotcha Game" with Camille?

Doesn't "Mimi" also get that, for example, "Auntie Nicole" can't roll over either Camille or "Auntie Michelle"'s fur niece when either one bark or both of them bark? "Auntie Nicole"/"Momma" would do a lot more could she do so! "Auntie Nicole" would love to play "The Gotcha Game" with Camille, and "Momma" would love to play the "I'm-a Getch-you, Puppy" variant with Reilly—and when "Momma"'s tried that, she's known that she can't run, let alone catch Reilly.

A helpmate to help "Momma" to do all of that and be a better "Momma" to Reilly would be nice, meanwhile—doesn't יהוה see that, or is He not sending her one because she's been a bad "Momma" to Reilly?

A Few Tasks That "Momma" Needs—Or At Least Maybe Needs—To Complete

1. Start reading from the Bible to Reilly at night—or at least reading to Reilly what she reads to get to sleep at night—which she had promised to do a after she saw a video or read an article regarding bedtime reading a long time ago.
2. Getting the New Years' card with Reilly's picture in it made—it's still January 2017, and not even the middle of January 2017, yet—God willing, "Momma" still has time to get the card done.
3. Trying to fulfill the New Year's resolutions that she made re Reilly.

Here's the "maybe" task, by the way: maybe "Momma" should be the one to see what Reilly's possible "Daddy" wants—especially for both her sake and for Reilly's sake, so that (for example) she has more energy and focus to be a better "Momma" to Reilly—though she still wants him to be the one to contact her, especially she can only guess what he wants. Besides, "Reilly" knows about her possible "Daddy" (yes; pet parents do talk to their pets about these matters, and "Momma" has mentioned that she's told about him), and "Momma" would like him and Reilly to meet each other. 

Incidentally, she also has to learn to respond to e-mails, etc. more—the "Response Rate" badge on Reilly's page belies how responsive "Momma" actually is; and she found a birthday wish from 2010 from one of the people whom inspired her to write about Reilly—and whom she forgot to thank for it. 

Reflections On The 27 Club: Because I'm Turning 27 On the 23rd, And Fellow 1990 Babies Will Be 27

The 27 Club: if you live past 27, The 27 Club is good. If you don't live past 27, especially if you're famous...welcome to the 27 Club—at least you're in the company of Jimmy Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Jim Morrison, among others.

Of course, you don't want to be experienced with the Lord buying you a Mercedes Benz when the heavens stop the rain—if your hearse ends up being a Mercedes Benz and the rains stop, you've experienced the flip side of "Blessed are the deceased on whom the rain falls."

With that said, let's see where my life goes in 13 days...

Unlucky number 13...

Oh boy....

At least my hearse won't be a Mercedes Benz—I'm Jewish and I care about what happens after I'm dead—even though I can't come back to haunt anybody if my experience does end up being that my hearse is a Mercedes Benz. At least if the rain falls on me, whoever would buy me a Mercedes Benz will be experienced with what it's like to be going home soaking wet, having to change clothes unless he or she catches a cold, and perhaps also having to leave this earthly realm—man plans; God laughs, and Mercedes Benzes are as good as the spoils that Achan ben Carmi took.

Update: If God is delivering us from Trump—and worse than Trump—in time to give many to-be-27-year-old people a birthday gift, the case seems to be that Ribbentrop just got Molotoved! Man plans; God laughs, and Trump might as well turn himself in to the FBI while he can do so—and hand over his Mercedes Benzes for at least bail money, since he's going to need a lot of it!